Soon, Da Puhei and Yu Toubiao took Dongguan Zai away. The younger brothers cleaned up the mess, and Su Yi and his uncles came to a tea room on the second floor.
The boiling water is rolling in the teapot, and the aroma of tea fills the room.
Su Yi held the faucet stick, raised it high, and showed it to all his uncles.
"After much tossing and turning, this thing came into my hands again." Su Yi said with some emotion, "Two years ago, Big D and A Le were in trouble because of this thing, and even hurt my master Deng Bo..."
He shook his head, sighed and changed the subject: "To this day, there is nothing bad to say. Yes, I was the one who took care of him and let him light the big D. Because he killed Uncle Deng, if I didn't
Revenge, am I still a human being?"
He looked around, his eyes passing over his uncle's face one by one.
"It's pitiful that Uncle Deng has worked hard for the society all his life, but he can't die a happy life." He said in a low voice, slowly, "He has no children, and the family fortune he has worked hard for all his life has finally been reduced to a distant grandnephew that he doesn't even know. It's sad.
It’s deplorable.”
"On Deng Bo's second anniversary last month, I went to pay homage to him." Su Yi continued, "The grave is overgrown with grass, and he doesn't even have a descendant who can burn paper to sweep the grave."
"It's hard for you, Aji, to still remember him." The old ghost looked sad and sighed, "Times have changed, and less and less people like us old guys will remember him..."
All the uncles felt a bit sad, and the atmosphere was a bit dull.
"Uncle Ghost is right, times have changed." Su Yi smiled, "Actually, everything is fake, reputation, power, prestige... are useless! Only money is real."
"Hutchison's nine major hotels, every month, they pay almost two million to the association." Su Yi said, "Of the two million, two hundred thousand will be divided among the people involved, and one million will be left in the association's account.
, for the daily expenses of the society, the remaining 800,000 yuan was divided among a dozen uncles, each of whom was worth about 60,000 to 70,000 yuan."
"At the end of the year, what the uncles get is about six to seven hundred thousand." Su Yi looked at the uncles with different expressions with a smile, "Of course, the uncles have extra income, but you also know that now the police
The control is becoming more and more strict, and it is getting harder and harder to make money. It used to be that just visiting one venue could last for several years, but now? The money earned from one venue is not even enough to pay for the hard work of the younger brother."
"Calculate your annual income of 1.5 million." Su Yi continued, "This number will become less and less in the future, because the monthly payment for the nine-seat pavilion is also less and less."
"So, uncles, the future of the society business is getting worse and worse. If we don't change, it will be a matter of time before Lian Sheng completely collapses and disbands." Su Yi spread his hands, "This doesn't sound good, but uncles, you might as well think about it carefully.
If you think about it, you will know whether it makes sense."
No one spoke.
Su Yi smiled and continued: "Actually, everyone knows very well that unlike Uncle Deng, all uncles are full of children and grandchildren, but none of their children and grandchildren belong to the society. Uncle Chuanbao's son is a doctor, Long
Uncle Gen’s daughter is a teacher, Uncle Gui’s son is a lawyer, and Uncle Shegou’s son is said to be in IT and his business is very good.”
"If the mixed society has a future, you will not let the younger generations take the right path." Su Yi said, "Of course, none of our younger generations are civil servants or soldiers, because we are a black society, and they are implicated by us.
, cannot engage in politics, cannot join the army."
"Aji, just tell me what you have to say." Kuanbao said calmly, "Although we old guys don't have much ability, we still have a good eye for seeing people after having seen them all our lives. We know that you are high-spirited, and
I know that as long as you take the position, you will definitely make big moves, which is why I hesitated before. But now that we have chosen you, you might as well say what you think directly and stop beating around the bush."
"Kuanbao, you still have the nerve to say that you have a good eye for people?" Old Gui Xi couldn't help complaining, "What's going on with Big D? What's going on with Guan Zisen?"
"That's right, you are just blind!" Orochi said sarcastically.
"But Kuanbao is right about one thing." Long Gen said, "Aji, we know you can make moves, but we still choose you. Do you know why?"
Su Yi's smile did not fade and he said: "Uncle Long Gen, you tell me."
"It's because you respect the elderly and don't act recklessly." Long Gen said, "And you are willing to share and don't eat alone."
"Long Gen is right!" Shai Gou said, "Aji, we know that you are very particular about what you do. No matter what you want to do, you will definitely not treat us badly, so we chose you."
"And we are old and can't keep up with the times." Fei Hua said, "Young people have young people's ideas. We don't understand, but you are not necessarily wrong."
The uncles talked a lot, but in their words, they almost expressed what Chuan Bao and Long Gen wanted to say.
They actually knew very well that Su Yi was going to cause trouble, and they also knew what they were about to face.
But they are old, and they need an explanation and compensation.
Big D refused to give them this explanation and compensation, and Guan Zisen couldn't give it to them. Only Su Yi had the ability and was willing to give it to them.
So with no other choice, they finally supported Su Yi to take over because they knew that no matter how bad the results were, Su Yi would not let them end up in vain.
"Okay, uncles, please speak quickly, so I can speak directly." Su Yi chuckled, "Uncles have two options to choose from. First, I will give you two million every year, and uncles will just take what you have."
Don’t worry about money and club matters anymore. There will be no more elections with Lian Sheng in the future. I will always be the one to do the talking!"
"Second, if any uncle wants to take care of himself and retire abroad, I will give you 20 million to represent the society, hold a big banquet, and hold a golden basin hand-washing ceremony for you! After retirement, the uncle's grievances and grievances in the world will be revealed.
, everything is borne by the club, and the ups and downs have nothing to do with you!"
Even though the uncles were prepared, they were still shocked by Su Yi's words!
Big deal!
As generous as ever!
Every uncle's heart was beating fast.
Whether it is an annual dividend of 2 million yuan or a one-time "retirement pension" of 20 million yuan, it is full of temptation for them!
"Aji, are you kidding me?" Kuanbao said in a deep voice, "There are eleven people here. Do you know how much money are you going to give us if we all choose to retire?"
"More than 200 million." Su Yi smiled faintly, "I can tell that money means nothing to me. Besides, my uncles have worked for the society for half their lives, so they deserve this money."
"Aji, this matter is not trivial. We have to think about it carefully before we can give you an answer." The old ghost said slowly.
"There's no rush." Su Yi said with a smile, "Drink tea first, and then we'll talk after you finish the tea."